Awash in a sense of eerie comfort, I choose not to leave my bed I’m warm, I’m safe, I have a window of time carved out just for me I don’t have any responsibilities dragging me into the daylight, not today It’s like a safe,…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Hour 2: The Darkest Evening of the Year
(Title line taken from Robert Frost’s poem “Stopping by Woods”) The darkest evening of the year Didn’t fall in December Or even one of the colder months No, it came in suddenly One bright May day Stricken with grief and loss The darkest evening of…
Hour 2 (2022) image – Above, the Beloved ©️
Trigger Warning – loss, death, greif <image prompt response> I watch you grow, wondering if you know, how proud I am to see you glow. The birds sing songs to let you know, My love is sent — As above, So below. —…
Poem 2 Hour 2 Music
The woods are lovely, dark and deep (Robert Frost) I whisper my secrets to the leaves. Time is lost and I am found. I’m not alone among the creatures who sleep. I face the demons in my mind. The wind creates music within the trees….
Hour 1 -Selkie’s Lament
Hour 1 Write a poem about being in water. It can be about swimming, the shower, a bath, the rain, etc. Blub… Blub… Bubble, Burst Rising to the surface With water all around It’s difficult, like fighting syrup To keep your head above ground The…
My first poem
I am confused I don’t know how to use this platform. I will continue to strive for clarification. I am concern about women’s healthcare in this nation. I still have a minute to go not sure where and what is to follow. I breath and…
Poem 1. In Water
In Water When I was a child I had a dream that we were fishing off the rocks near the Queen Mary in Long Beach, where the colorful starfish could be pulled up and played with, held to the sunlight, shimmery. glistening in my little…
Drowned
Doesn’t it remember you? The last time it tapped your crown The first time it rinsed you down From your birth stool Why doesn’t it remember you? The last time you sat for hours Muddied like it had been your first shower in months How…
Peace is on the other side (Hour 1)
You are already drowning the waves of life push and toss you your body is tired of the burden “stay afloat” you hear people say the promised help isn’t forthcoming maybe the hope you need lies on the other side of life maybe the…
Rain Dance
A downpour washes over me announcing change. I tilt my face up to the pelting rain opening my mouth to receive its wisdom. Washed-off sorrows form as puddles at my feet. In them I see a reflection of the full moon rising and I turn…